The first was when I was told my mom had cancer. I was 14, she was 44. She died at 45. It was 1972 she had ovarian cancer.
Several years later that the doctor saw a problem in the ultrasound. The first time I was pregnant the hospital had a new ultrasound and every expectant mother got at least one ultrasound. This was 1982, ultrasound was new. I was newly wed, and got pregnant really easily and quickly. Before I got pregnant I was taking Tagamet for ulcers, and that depleted my body of folic acid, which led to the baby having several neural tube defects, one of them definitely ruled out life outside the womb. We were at a military hospital and the defects were substantial enough that they suggested abortion, which I agreed to.
I know that you are the one for me because God sent you to me, and here is the engagement and wedding ring that I bought six days after we met. We will get married around Christmas, and we need to go see the pastor for the premarital counseling. I am not joking, this really happened to me.
"If you don't accept jesus christ as your lord and saviour, you will burn in hell". Not because it's nonsense of course, but because my dear son, whom I raised to be a free-thinker, said it to me, and I can't understand how he can believe something like that.